Chapter 69: Caught her red-handed

Morning came quietly as usual.

The kitchen buzzed with life even though it was still very early, maids and servants hurried about with their daily activities. Some would yawn repeatedly to show how exhausted they were, some were lethargic and slow in their work and some were like busy bees, walking around and doing one thing or the other with a commendable amount of energy.

“Get to work. Don’t waste any time.” Matilda’s voice rang out, clashing with the noise in the kitchen.

None of the maids dared to disobey her. Most knew how close she was to their Alpha and how much he cared for her. So, although some grumbled inwardly, they didn’t dare speak of their annoyance and could only force themselves to work harder.

Matilda wasn’t idle, she made sure everything was in order, walking around and helping those who needed assistance.

Soon, a strong, but savory aroma wafted out of the large pots close by. The maids got to work and began serving the dishes on clean, white plates.

“Who is this for?” Matilda approached and pointed to a food tray nearby.

The maid in charge replied quickly, “This is for the guest, Miss Mireya.”

A hint of distaste flashed in Matilda’s eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

“Miss Mireya isn’t hungry, serve other guests.” She merely said, her voice calm and face emotionless.

The maid was baffled. Matilda had been in the kitchen since they opened, so how did she know that Miss Mireya wasn’t hungry? Moreover, Miss Mireya wakes up very early and therefore, she eats early.

So, why won’t she be hungry now?

“But…” The maid tried to speak, but a single glare from Matilda was enough to have her keep shut.

“Are you trying to teach me my work?” Matilda asked coldly and the maid quickly lowered her head.

“I don’t dare.”

“Good. Take the food to those who need it, serve the warriors and everybody else. Miss Mireya is not hungry.” Matilda said, raising her voice slightly this time as though she wanted other people to hear.

The others really did hear and they nodded subtly, not daring to say anything in objection.

If Hazel were to see how obedient these maids were in front of Matilda, who had always taken care of her, she would be surprised.

The maids began whispering to each other when Matilda walked to another part of the kitchen, slightly away from them.

“Miss Mireya must have offended the madam.”

“Of course, that woman is too pampered and prideful.”

“But offending Madam Matilda is like offending the Alpha himself, he treats her well.”

“Sometimes, I can’t help but wonder if she is his mother. She behaves like one most of the time.”

“Who knows?”

Seeing that Matilda had glanced over at them, the maids quickly closed their mouths and got to work, not daring to discuss anymore.

That was when a maid spoke up, “Madam Matilda, the Alpha’s meal is ready, should I…”

“Don’t disturb their rest, we will clean up the dining hall when they are ready.”

The maids understood what the term ‘they’ meant.

It was that woman.

The woman who was the Alpha’s sex slave, but he treats her better than any other woman. Most maids are even jealous of her and wished they could take her place, but the Alpha didn’t want them.

Hazel was the one he wanted, not them.

“Yes madam.” The maid nodded ans left to continue her work.

When Matilda remembered what had happened last night, a gloomy light flashed in her eyes.

Mireya shouldn’t think of getting any food from this place today. If she thinks that no one knows what she has done, then she was deceiving herself.

Matilda was quiet because she was waiting for Mireya to make a mistake. Then, she will catch her red-handed and expose all her deeds.

Matilda still wanted to investigate what exactly happened last night and how she was able to carry out her plan.

…

Only the faintest sound of rain remained, together with the smell of earth and the moist atmosphere after rain.

The room was dimly lit, but the two peaceful people on the bed could be seen clearly, snuggled against each other.

They seem natural, as though it has been like this between them for years, just like any typical old couple.

They were sleeping peacefully, seemingly unbothered by worldly matters. And no one disturbed them either, giving them the chance to enjoy the tranquility after rain.

A pale ray of sunlight crept into the room, brightening the dark space slightly.

Hazel woke up first. But she did not move.

For a few seconds, she laid there, her brain still blank and groggy. She blinked and gradually, the memories started to appear in fragments.

Then her eyes widened.

To make matters worse, she felt a weight on her waist and when she glanced down, she realized that it was his arm. She was also resting her head on his chest, with the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath her cheek.

Heat flooded her face quickly and she blinked rapidly.

How could she have been so…unrestrained and lewd?

She laid stiffly on him, painfully aware of everything all of a sudden. The way his legs tangled with hers, and the way her body was pressed to half his body.

It was too intimate.

They seemed like typical couples.

Hazel quickly dispelled that thought as soon as it entered her mind. Although last night had not been forced and she had willingly allowed it to happen, it still doesn’t mean that they were lovers or anything of such.

What happened between them last night was purely physical. They just satisfied each other and nothing else.

Nothing more.

There can be nothing else to it.

Hazel consoled herself with that thought, unwilling to think of anything more.

But whether what happened last night was purely physical or not, it was something that neither of them would be able to forget.

Especially her.